Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Brunei and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Joey Negro to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Judy Mowatt,
Japan,
Amon Düül II,
The American Breed,
Panda Bear,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Erykah Badu,
Amazonics,
The Slits,
Rhythm & Sound,
Patti Smith,
Charles Mingus,
New Order,
Television,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Kinks,
The Sound,
Banda Bassotti,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Offenders,
Eric Copeland,
Kenny Larkin,
Bobby Womack,
T. Rex,
The Fortunes,
The Music Machine,
Dual Sessions,
Make Up,
Brass Construction,
Sun Ra,
Bob Dylan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Slave,
A Certain Ratio,
Idris Muhammad,
Deepchord,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cameo,
Rakim,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The J.B.'s,
Circle Jerks,
Schoolly D,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barry Ungar,
The Red Krayola,
Barclay James Harvest,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Amon Düül,
Man Parrish,
The Barracudas,
Ponytail,
Thompson Twins,
T.S.O.L.,
Average White Band,
Jeff Mills,
Sonny Sharrock,
Deadbeat,
Mandrill,
Bush Tetras,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.